MY CANDIDATE IS A MAFIA

Kidnaping

The warning! Tyoo

Two beautiful women were walking down the hospital hallway looking for a room of a male patient who had been shot. Until they arrive at the number board of the hanging room that reads 17. However, when they wanted to enter, the room was locked, and inside it was empty there was no sign of someone here.

They went back to the lobby, trying to ask a female worker who was busy taking notes with her ballpoint pen.

"Sorry madam, the patient in room number 17 where is mbak?", amira/amarah asked the beautiful officer in front of him.

"The patient came home yesterday!"

"Was fast as that? Not that she was newly treated, when she had already come home!", cika chimed.

"I don't know, he forced me to go home, and he also left this to someone named Syaima Al-zahra." the hospital official handed me a parcel.

"I am angry qhaza amira, mbak!", he said and took a parcel from the hand of the female employee.

"Thank you, ma'am", Amira nodded her head down and smiled and was also replied by the employee.

Then, he who was accompanied by a cika, walked slowly down the hospital stairs to get out. A little curious, I tried to flip the parcel back, noticing its striking red color.

"Don't play it round it mir, mending it open!", said cika who obeyed by amira. At first, Amira was a little surprised when she saw the contents of the parcel, which contained a piece of rose and a letter inside. Cika who was beside Shaima immediately laughed out loud until everyone who passed the stairs was amazed to make it.

"Well sir Karsa give that, want to shoot you rich, haha." "Hush! You are the one talking!",

upset shaima on cika, being cika

just chuckles.

Amira opened the letter attached to the rose. It looks like a neat handwriting that adorns the white paper.

For: amira Assalamualaikum

"this writing I made to tell you the problem of yesterday's case. You don't need to investigate and report it, I made peace with the one who shot yesterday. Actually, I also don't want to see you why - why and face the criminal again. Today I came home from the hospital, because it looks like my condition has improved somewhat.so no need to be hospitalized, I'm sorry to say goodbye like this, oh yes, don't worry, don't worry, I'm good enough."

Wassalamualaikum

To: Karsana hameed.

Cika looks ilfil with the contents of this man's letter, he raised his lips, grinned his forehead and laughed as loud as he was. How not? he was too confident that Amira would worry about him. Do not worry about it, amira just put on a flat face reading this useless writing.

According to the cika every word of this letter is very much lebay and tickle his stomach. Now this businessman's authority has fallen in front of Amira, haha is so funny.

"Here mir, I throw it in the trash can for the letter haha!", laughter accompanied her journey down the stairs of this hospital.

"cika, can you not appreciate this writing? Surely pak karsa difficult to write, karen pak karsa arm kembak cik! " amiramengarik his breath then throw it gently, cika nodded still with a laugh of his gel.

Chequek, czech,

A man with his right arm wrapped neatly by a white bandage opened the door slowly. He mendehem slowly while entering this room.you should know, that this man is the only enemy Alex can enter alex's room safely.

This man glanced at the drik who was beside the door then circulated his gaze throughout the room and he was shocked when he saw a middle-aged man lying unconscious with blood splattered on his forehead, for a moment he shook his head slowly while clucking small.

Then he walked over to Justin who was near the middle-aged man. Just a few steps he walked, alex immediately looked at him by throwing his eagle gaze.

"The dream, because a hero character we have healed!", justin's words make karsa smile.

"i'm just helping others not that I'm a hero!", replied karsa about and then bravely he sat on the brown sofa without being invited by justin ,

his pants and throw him towards the carsa, but unfortunately, his knife failed to approach the carsa and stuck on the sofa right next to the head of the carsa. Karsa laughed so hard that almost made Alex's anger peaked.

"you're not meant to hurt me!", karsa is indeed good at making Justin's anger appear in seconds.

"Oh yes, then how are you doing with your hands?", justi raised his eyebrows waiting for the answer karsa, but karsa just kept silent while smiling knots.

"Who is he?" karsa asked with a different topic question. He pointed at the middle-aged man earlier.

"Your lady's uncle!", Justin answered and sat down at an empty desk with nothing but a gun and a bullet.

Karsa was a little surprised to hear Justin's statement. Confused, which woman? Wh who? However, somehow his mind immediately caught the name of a woman he had been craving for, but he doubted what she really meant.

Justin threw a small photo of the man towards the box, trying to capture the still-walking photo in the air with his left hand, because yes, yes, you know that his right hand hurts a lot when moved.

He went through every object in the photo, then at that moment he jumped from his seat, because it was not wrong the woman he had in mind. He was amira, now he was staring at Justin intensely, while Justin just smiled a little.

"Never make him wretch!", threatened Karsa whose face has been flushed. It turns out that Karsa is very sensitive if a woman dreams in danger. Alex just smiled as he walked up to pick up an illicit drink that he was in his room, "it's too late!", alex gulped down with a single gulp.

"What do you mean huh?", karsa raised his voice, while justin just smiled not making any sound. Karsa wanted to strangle justin's white neck. But he realized this was justin's cage, he could have been strangled.

"Wait a minute, he'll be here!", said Justin with a demonic smile and looked out the window. It looks very calm. Another Karsa, he did not understand what Justin meant, and what he wanted, "the devil's foundation!" karsa in the heart.

Amira closed the parcel again. He carried it like a bag, until it reached the hospital, cika was seen lifting a phone from someone. Amira just waited until cika was done. And when he finished calling, Cika immediately ran towards Syaima with an anxious look on his face.

"why cik?"

"gawat sya! Papa's critical." said cika worried.

"are you serious, miss? Treated where? Which hospital?", said shaima who looks also very worried about cika's father.

Because Cika's father was one of the very good people to him. Even when he was late to pay the campus money, my father sincerely helped with the payment. It's true that her father and I care about Amira.

"Papa is now hospitalized near our campus mir!"

"Yaudah, if you go, then I can go home by myself!", said Amira.

"You really don't papa mir?", actually cika is not sure if you have to let amira go home alone because the distance of the amira house is very far.

But what can be done, the way home to the house of Amira and the road to the hospital where the father cika treated the opposite direction.

"I don't know if I'm a kid, I can get my own taxi!", Amira tried to make sure this friend, "if I go first, be careful!", syaima just nodded looking at the cika who rushed to ride his motorcycle until it disappeared unseen again.

Amira breathed. He hopes everything will be okay.

But actually, he was very tired if he had to walk home that distance was really far. ah, it was impossible. It's been around 3 o'clock, usually at this hour a taxi rarely passes except on foot first to arrive in front of the alley near this hospital.

Shaima down the aisle alley that can only be passed by two-wheeled vehicles.Honestly, shaima has never passed this alley. The alley was very quiet and only a few people seemed to pass by, for some reason the premonition of the shaima was not good.

Sir, sir.

The sound of footsteps from behind, shaima looked, but there was no one. He accelerated his footsteps down this alley. Soon the amira reached the end of the alley, but a man with a burly body confronted him. Amira was a little surprised, but she acted no one in front of her and continued walking.But alas, the man immediately pulled amira's hand hard.

"You who? please let go!", amira thrashed out asking to be released right, but there was no result. He looked back and there was a burly man again. End amira's story now. He tried to stay calm with his heart beating so fast.

The man behind him immediately smothered the shaima with a cloth that seemed to have been drugged, at once the look of amira faded, he was a little limp to move, the red parcel he was holding fell to the ground, he was so powerless that darkness enveloped his vision.

Amira blinked her eyes, her head was a little dizzy, she felt her body was very difficult to move and it turned out to be true, her hands had been tied quite firmly by a rope. And a duct tape stuck to his lips. He did not know where he was now, all he saw was two men who were blocking him was sitting in the front car seat.

"Shut up and don't move!", the voice of the man sitting in front rumbled inside the car. Amiratak knows where he's going. Now a clear circle flows down not felt on the white cheek. He didn't expect it to be like this.

"o Allah" she shrieked in her heart while looking up at the sky - the sky of the black car.

It didn't feel like they had arrived. The two men help Amira to get down, slowly they open the duct tape attached to her lips and her hand ties are also opened. Then they pull the shaima hand violently, the shaima reflex pulls back the hand.

"don't touch me! I can be alone!", said Amira firmly.

The two men simply rolled their eyeballs and hinted to walk faster up these stairs. Amira had circulated her gaze throughout this house, she saw there were patches of fresh blood on the floor. Coupled with the fishy smell of blood made Amira could not bear to vomit. Lucky his hands are not tied, so he can immediately close his mouth.

When he got to the door of a room, the man wearing sunglasses immediately knocked on the door slowly. Someone behind there came out and displayed a right hand of the devil's mainstay, Yes, he's a drik.

"You!", Amira opened her voice with a shocked expression, upon seeing the drik who had once been about to shoot her. If there is a drik, then there is him, ah Honestly Amira is very afraid if you have to meet him

for the second time. Drik only looks indifferent while looking at the fear.

"Come in!" drik let the three of them in. For some reason when drik let in, amira's heart said that she was in danger.

Really at this moment, the heart of Shaima was beating very fast, her legs were shaking as she was about to step in, her white hands were instantly cold, sweat was pouring down her veil. His steps did not move, still silent in a place seemed stiff to step inside to meet the man again. He was really traumatized by yesterday's shooting.

But what power, the two bodygard earlier and drik urge amira to enter,

step inside to meet the man again. He was really traumatized by yesterday's shooting.

But what power, the two bodygard earlier and drik urged shaima to enter,

"Don't make my master angry!", drik said. Indeed why if the master is angry, it is not the business of amira. who should be angry is amira, because it has taken him by force without knowing what his purpose is.

Amira obeyed their will. He stepped foot to the door that had been opened by drik, and now he really saw two men who came to his life suddenly.

"Welcome, miss!", a gentle greeting from the mafia, he's justin.

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